Crazy Wife Slut Novels & Stories

But he's quickly shushed, pushed aside by his wife who only steps closer to the woman, insisting she shut up while she still had the chance because no, she had no idea what she was talking about - even if she thought that she did. "And even if you did have even the slightest clue about any of it, you'd still have no fucking right to say a fucking word, you hypocritical little bitch!" She couldn't help laughing. "Unless you want to get started on the list of things you and your family of crazies have done over the years because, let's be honest, it's a lot longer than mine in every department-"

He had made it known to her the previous day that, the two will never be a thing again and it was better if they went their separate ways but the girl still keep coming to him. “Of course, I did grow my hair after that crazy little slut of yours cut it off” She retorted back with anger boiling inside of her remembering what Daisy had done to her hair. She has never met anyone as crazy as Daisy and she clearly wonder what someone like Viggo was thinking marrying such a woman. “I forbid you to call my woman, I mean my wife’s such a name because I wouldn’t have it lightly with you, if you do that once again” He slam his glass on top of the table feeling annoyed after Linda called Daisy a slut?

She shot him a glare but he shrugged it off laughing. "You are crazy " she exclaimed while slapping his chest to which he cheekily said "My craziness is the effect of my wife's company. She has rubbed her craziness on me too" After listening to him, she pouted angrily and retorted back "Then stay away from your wife because crazy people are not good for you".

“Do you like being fucked up the ass? Do you like feeling like a slut? Only sluts do that, you know. No good Catholic girl would dream of letting a man sodomize her. This makes you a godless heathen, doesn’t it? It makes you a slut" "Maybe now you will be satisfied not just as my wife but as my slut maybe now you won't say am a feeble husband"He grunts. With that, her husband shoved his cock to the hilt, buried himself between her cheeks, and ground down hard against her. It hurt like hell but, God help her, she wanted it. She cried out and thrashed under him, not sure if she really wanted to get away, knowing damn good and well he wouldn’t let her anyway.

Priyanka who sat besides the couple dramatically shook her hands with Myra. "Isse kehte hai joru ka gulam. Patni bole cute toh cute. Patni bole pagal toh pagal. Tum patiyo ko aur aata hi kya hai." Aaryan scoffed offending the husbands as Hitansh smacked his head. ( This is called being wife's slave. Wife says you're cute then you're cute. Wife says you're stupid then you're stupid. What else do you husband even know!? )

I said not being able to help my laugh. "I'm standing naked in this man's closet and my battery is on 27%," she whispered back amused. "I can't believe he is married," I said still haven't had a chance of getting past it. "You can't believe it, I've sleeping with the man for weeks, I feel like a slut," "You're not a slut, your a oblivious slut," "And his wife is so fucking sexy," she said suddenly making me smile. "Of course you would be admiring the man's wife,"

My blood immediately rose to my head when I saw who was at the door. I went to her and slap her. “What did you do to my husband!!!” I shouted at her. I slap her again. “What do you really want?!!” The people there immediately stopped us. James held me while Alex held Jana. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "Sorry?!!! Will my husband be healed by your sorry?!!!” I shouted. "What are you going to do in Tagaytay huh?!!! Tell me!!!!" I ask her angrily.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

He smiled politely and headed to his home office. I couldn’t stop staring as he walked away. His powerful frame, the quiet authority in his stride… I caught myself twirling a lock of hair. Later, I texted my friend Sam: “DILF ALERT. Her husband is insanely hot. I want to ride him right in that office chair. I’d drop under his desk in a heartbeat. Queen Slut status incoming?” Sam and I laughed about it in our volleyball group chat. It was all fantasy..or so I told myself. Our “Queen Slut” title went to whoever had done the wildest thing lately. The previous holder had sucked off two different guys in one night.

“That’s what happens when you’ve been broke and stingy your whole life. If my parents hadn’t been so stupid and arranged for me to marry him, he probably wouldn’t have felt the warmth of a woman in his whole life.” Wayne snickered and did not argue. I walked up with a blank expression and splashed the seasoned sauce directly onto Sloane’s face. Sloane could not evade it in time. The spiciness stung her eyes so much that she could not open them. She screamed in distress. “Alvin, have you lost your mind?!” Wallace also became enraged. He reached out to grab me by the collar. “You old fool! How shameless could you be? Picking on a woman? What kind of man does that?”